Chapter 821: Fire one world!

Stir-fry the five-pin elixir!
This is definitely the night breeze I saw!
He found that the elixir of the elixir fried by this little boy was endless!
In every scent, there is a lot of medicinal power!
If you really eat this dish, then the effect is even stronger than taking Wupindan medicine!
"Interesting little guy!"
Yefeng became more and more curious about this little boy!
A little guy who looks only three or four years old will not only cook, but even fried dishes contain medicinal power, which is even stronger than Lu Qianqiu's first genius!
It's unimaginable!
And under the gaze of the night breeze!
That little boy has completely cooked four dishes!
Set up a whole table!
Dishes, comparable to Wupin elixir!
A plate of medicinal fried rice is comparable to Sipin Super!
A cup of oolong tea, burned five grades of elementary!
This whole table is simply a panacea!
"Well, really sweet!"
At this moment, sniffing the smell of the fragrant medicine, the little boy licked his small mouth, and his appetite moved!
His chubby little hand picked up a dish and threw it straight into his mouth!
Under chewing, his face was full!
"It's powerful! It's more than several times stronger than taking elixir!"
That's it!
The little guy shook his head and was proud of himself:
"I still have the imagination of the ancestors! Those idiots will only refine the elixir.
"Like my ancestor, I'm really a super genius who will never be born!"
Think of it here!
The little boy laughed silly!
Patriarch?
From the mouth of a three- or four-year-old child, saying such old-fashioned words makes people feel weird!
And Yefeng heard this!
Can't help but shake my head slightly:
"moron!"
Ok?
This sentence, like a thunderbolt, sounded in the little boy's ears and immediately made him stiff!
He slowly turned his head, but was surprised to find that Yefeng was staring at him as if he had been watching it for a long time!
"Damn! After being watched for so long, I didn't notice the slightest!"
The little boy's complexion changed!
Hesitating, got up from his seat!
The small face was full of vigilance, staring at the night breeze:
"Boy, who are you idiots?"
anger!
For little boys, I'm afraid it's been countless years, and no one dares to say such a thing to himself!
And now ...
"I said you were an idiot!"
Yefeng's mouth slightly angled, he walked towards the little boy!
Stepped forward and sat down!
Then pick up the chopsticks, add the dish unceremoniously, put it in your mouth, a little taste!
puff!
Then he vomited with disgust!
This……
The little boy is choked!
This is the first time he has seen such a familiar guy!
In particular, you do n’t even have to eat anything, even spit it out!
This is simply deceiving!
"Rubbish!"
Yefeng didn't care about the look of the little boy!
He looked at this dish and said lightly:
"You value medicine but ignore taste! It's garbage!"
"Your fragrance is loose but not condensed, and your power is lost, it is for idiots!"
"You only know the skin of fried medicine, but you're complacent, it's stupid!"
With that said, Ye Feng lost his chopsticks:
"This dish is a combination of garbage, idiots, and stupidity!"
boom!
Listening to the words of the night wind, the little boy's eyes were red!
The whole person, like a little lion with a fur, has a face full of boundless anger!
"You ... how dare you humiliate me!"
The little boy stared at the night breeze, the look of the teeth and claws, can't wait to tear the night breeze!
"Do not!"
The night breeze shook his head slightly:
"I'm not humiliating you! I just regret this way, and started by stir-frying medicine! Entering true knowledge with dishes!"
"If you use fire as the foundation, the bottom of the pot as the structure, and the medicine as the meaning!"
"Then you go down the pot, not fried vegetables, not fried medicine! But fried heaven, fried world!"
boom! ! !
Yefeng's words seemed to open the door to a new world, making the little boy's body tremble fiercely, and the whole person was completely choked!
Fried heaven!
Fried world?
Enlighten with medicine!
Into the real knowledge with dishes!
this moment!
The little boy seems to have captured the meaning, but it is difficult to tell!
He stared at Ye Feng!
It is discovery!
Yefeng walked to the table, took the kitchen knife, and then cut the medicinal herbs with a knife!
He cuts extremely slowly!
It looks even more mediocre!
But when the night wind cut all the herbs, the little boy was startled!
He saw that a trace of mystery and vitality suddenly emerged from the cut herbs!
Hurricane, the mystery of the wind!
Luo Shuihua exudes the meaning of rain!
......
That strain of medicinal materials seems to have departed from the level of medicinal materials and become a medicine of mystery!
Not only that!
Yefeng held the pot with his hands and breathed in and out. The fire under the stove was suddenly bigger and smaller as he breathed, suddenly weaker!
It seems that the night wind can control the flames between breathing!
This scene made the little boy's eyes almost fall out!
"Human breathing is the foundation! Controlling fire by breathing is the foundation of fire!"
The little boy was shocked, and slightly understood the meaning of the words before the night breeze!
It's more than that!
Ye Fengqi Na Dantian, his palm has been holding the iron pot, the whole person seems to be integrated with the pot!
Zicheng Avenue!
"This is based on the pot?"
The little boy's eyelids jumped wildly!
At this moment, it seems that he is not looking at a person, but the birth of a world!
Until Yefeng pours all the herbs ~ EbookFREE.me ~ into the pot!
Slightly stir fry!
Suddenly, a wave of laws, all mysteries arise!
From that pot, it keeps coming out!
This power is heartbreaking!
Shocking!
"Rules, uprights! These are the foundations of a world architecture! This guy ... how did it happen!"
The little boy looks more and more shocked!
Tick!
Tick!
Dense cold sweat emerged from his forehead!
Where is this looking at cooking, clearly looking at a horrible power, creating heaven, and building the world!
Shock!
The little boy cherished the genius that has not been born for thousands of years, and he felt that the gap between himself and the night breeze was like a cloud of mud!
See for yourself that fried medicine is fried medicine!
The other person sees fried medicine, it is the world and the way!
Huh!
The billowing flames continued to burn as the night wind breathed!
Every medicinal material is ripe from raw!
That color is so bright!
But there was no trace of breath, and it escaped!
Until the night breeze stopped breathing, the flame in the stove suddenly went out instantly!
"Good job!"
Ye Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead!
Just now, in the process of cooking, he had a very strange feeling!
As if, I once created a world!
This feeling is wonderful and familiar!
But at this moment, the night wind can't think too much!
He put the pot into the bowl and brought it to the table!
(End of this chapter)
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